Saturday, March 4, 2017
I am very happy with the results thus far. My wife's family has been such a huge help with our son during this recovery. I feel ALMOST back to normal. In addition to my new son & my new ear, I got my boating certificate for the State of New Hampshire. I also got a new tattoo... to commemorate Charlie. Due to the ear not being fully healed, the location of the tattoo on the opposite side of the body has certainly made sleeping interesting. I don't think things out very well sometimes.
I'll fly home on Monday & then take to the skies on Wednesday for Dublin & this UK run with ZBB. I am anxious & ecstatic to make music again... however I can pull it off.
Sunday, February 19, 2017
At least with this surgery, there have been different phases, each lasting multiple days. the 3-4 days immediately after surgery were a blur... that period ended when I quit the pain meds. The next phase was pretty painful in the absence of the pain meds but I was more of myself. I did, however, HAVE to take naps during the day. This new phase definitely feels a lot like me because the pain is gone. Sure, I get a little tired throughout the day, but I'm able to help with the baby (which has been very therapeutic on its own).
I'm looking forward to the rest of this recovery starting with the final & most crucial followup in Boston on Wednesday. We actually don't know the effect of the surgery yet... & won't know the full spectrum for quite a while. At least the surgeon will be able to get to see how everything has settled & healed. Then it will be a lot easier to map out the next two weeks of recovery.
Here's to hoping.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
This morning was a tad different. My day started full sprint at 6am. The wife, new baby, & I left for Boston this morning. We rolled into Mass Eye & Ear around 11am. This visit was comical in hindsight. They removed the steristrips from behind my ear that covered the entry incision... to everyone's surprise, mostly healed. Also, of the two sections of packing in my ear canal, they only removed the outermost. That's it. I coulda done that at home.
However, Dr. McKenna presented me with some actual pictures of my surgery. Turns out that he only needed to replace the middle hearing bone, the Incus. The crazy part to me is that the prosthesis looked NOTHING like what a normal Incus looks like. The prosthesis actually resembles a pair of folding scissors. I guess that's the best shape for making the movement when made from a metal instead of bone. Who knew?
I'm feeling pretty good. Back up in New Hampshire now hoping for a little rest this afternoon. I have been cleared to walk on the treadmill, which is relieving. I also played a little piano yesterday. It's still strange only hearing out of my left ear but it felt good to make a joyful noise. My wife & son are keeping me fully alive. They are the reason.
Follow up next week. Same bat time. Same bat channel.
Monday, February 13, 2017
By the time we returned home, I started to feel like I had some impacted wax in my right ear. This is VERY normal for a musician who uses in-ear monitors or headphones a great deal. So much so that I wasn't planning on doing anything about it until it became an issue. About a week passed & my hearing started to deteriorate in that same right ear. I remember very clearly: it was on Inauguration Day (Jan 20th) that I decided to visit my local ENT (Ear, Nose, & Throat) doctor. I basically called up & asked to have a cleaning. I even made it clear that I didn't even need to see the doctor as long as SOME medical professional could remove the wax from my right ear.
I have been through this at LEAST once a year for the past 15 years. I take much pride in the way I protect my hearing & ears. Since before I could remember, I have gone regularly to the ENT. My eustachian tubes are a joke. So much so that I have a permanent, flanged tube in my left ear drum that helps regulate the pressure. I thought my visit that day was as routine as it could possibly be.
My doctor checked my left ear. Tube was functioning & clear. He popped his head in the questionable ear & didn't say anything, which I thought nothing of. He was looking for a LONG time. Which I still thought nothing of. He reemerged & said "I have good news & bad news." "The good news is there's not a BIT of wax in that ear. The bad news is that I'm 90% sure you have a cholesteatoma behind your right ear drum."
Silence. I didn't even know what to say. I was NOT ready for ANYTHING along those lines. He explained it to me & sent me on my way saying that he could perform the surgery next month. It was time to do some research.
The first thing I did was call my boss & tell him I might be missing some time for recovery. After telling him why, he basically ordered me to find out who "the best in the business" was for this surgery & to not worry about missing anything. I've said it before & I'll probably say it a million more times: he's the best boss I've EVER had.
The following Monday I got a 2nd opinion from an Emory doctor & sure enough, he agreed with my local ENT's findings. I also asked his opinion on who "the best in the business" is. He said Dr. Mike McKenna at Mass Eye & Ear. Later that week, I spoke with the head of Head & Neck surgery at Vanderbilt... he independently suggested Dr. Mike McKenna at Mass Eye & Ear. The next day, I got an e-mail from our management who had been asking around & the director of head based surgery at USC suggested the SAME doctor. It was pretty clear cut at this point.
A few people made some calls on my behalf citing the urgency of my recovery schedule. Dr. McKenna worked me in for a CT scan & consult. Within one week of learning about this crazy thing in my ear, I had a surgical appointment scheduled... with the best in the business. At this point, I feel good about taking the quotation marks off of "best in the business."
With these new plans & recovery schedule, it became clear that I had to cancel my upcoming solo tour of the East coast. So many people worked really hard to put the tour together. Not to mention my new album... which is a topic for another blog as it has a story unto itself.
Standing before me was a week of Zac Brown Band madness then right back up to Boston for recovery. It was a lot of playing, resting, traveling, & trying not to freak myself out with anxiety. By the time I met my wife in our hotel on the night of Monday, February 6th, I was exhausted.
The following morning, the good folks at Mass Eye & Ear took me in & did their best to make me comfortable.
My understanding of the surgery is this: they went in BEHIND my ear & removed the cholesteatoma & one of the tiny hearing bones... subsequently replacing it with a titanium prosthesis (enter bionic hearing joke here). As for my ear drum, they shaved a swatch of skin from my right bi-cep area & grafted it over my ear drum. I believe there was also some regrading of some skull to keep this from happening again.
It was a 4 hour procedure. Being under that long really hung around with me for the following couple of days... & not in a good way. I had to stay the night, which was not expected for this type of surgery. To be honest, I don't remember much from that night but waking up in pain handful of times.
The following morning, we made our way in the car up to New Hampshire... where my wife's family is. Here I would recover as I won't be cleared to fly for at LEAST a month. I slept a good deal for the first few days. I ate VERY little. Turns out oxycodone & I are NOT friends. Once the pain dropped below an 8 in the ear, I switched over to Tylenol full-time... & that's where I am now, though I would rate the pain at a 5 at this point. I still am averaging 2 naps a day. My first follow up appointment is on Wednesday. Hoping for good news.
Even though the ear canal is stuffed with packing, I started to somewhat regain hearing already. It's basically just my pulse that I'm hearing but that's a GREAT sign. It's also rather maddening so it takes a bit of concentration & focusing to not go crazy. My glass is more than half full & I am still 100% on tackling this recovery. I'll keep you posted.
Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Incredibly bummed to announce that I have to cancel my upcoming solo tour due to an unexpected but necessary ear surgery. I fully expect to recover in time to go on tour with Zac Brown Band as planned, and will do my best to reschedule the solo tour at a later date. In the meantime, those of you who have already purchased tickets can receive a refund at your point-of-purchase.
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Wednesday, September 10, 2014
It was exciting to me; that maybe, one day, I'd be able to be on a stage… make music that other people wanted to listen to that I, myself, liked to play. Hours & hours, days & days spent on my craft.
Fast forward 30 years (which is completely true, by the way), I am lucky enough that all of that preparation has paid off. However, this musical landscape is infinitely different than when I was dreaming of becoming a musician so many years ago.
My influence chronology reads rather bizarrely: Marshall Tucker Band, Van Halen, Guns N' Roses, Pearl Jam, Rush, Tom Petty, Radiohead, Ben Folds Five, Jeff Buckley, Elliott Smith, etc. I was obsessed. I was surrounded by other obsessed, like minded people. I knew every song from every album… every member… even memorized most of the liner notes.
I know I was in the minority of kids regarding how I spent my time… but I BET that today's percentage of future musicians is probably a fraction of what it was then. It makes me weary of the future. There are very few 'bands' out there. Most acts are just a lead singer. I guess it's what people want. I can't help but feel like the old guy who complains about "kids these days."
Maybe the future has very little room for real musicians. I know there are still good songs out there. There are still good singers… but the connection of musicians on stage does a thing. A thing you can't fake with computers. A thing that will truly impact anyone who pays attention & can witness it.
It is what it is & it ain't what it ain't. MTV was awesome at one point. The radio was just as good. We as a people have changed along with technology & what is placed in front of us.
I don't know what to tell you. I offer you no solution. Just ask yourself if you truly LOVE the music you listen to on the radio. If not, search out what makes you happy… even if it's a Whitesnake album.
Friday, May 16, 2014
I've met Wayne once before: he sat in with Zac Brown Band for a song in Charlotte a couple years ago. He's a fantastic guitarist but possibly an even better guitar builder. I had an amazing visit with Wayne. We talked about guitars, baseball, & guitars… & played guitars. I can honestly say that he is one of the most interesting, nice, talented people I've ever met. He gave me a book that some one wrote about the time he built a guitar for Clapton (aptly named "Clapton's Guitar"). I've since read it & am viciously interested in Wayne building me an instrument. If you read the book, you'll find that Wayne does not conduct business like a normal luthier. He doesn't keep a ledger or list of who is getting a guitar next. There's no natural logic to the list… just Wayne's logic. No matter. He still builds the finest acoustic guitars & mandolins I've ever heard/played. Hopefully, more to come.
On my drive back through northwestern New Hampshire I noticed some similarities about these men. They both live in beautiful, remote parts of the world. Actually, as I was in the final 45 minutes of my trip to Paul's, it really reminded me of the final 45 minutes of my drive to Wayne's… although they are 11 hours apart. Both men are 'one man' operations. Both men have made guitars for YEARS. Both men have VERY low output regarding number of instruments. Both men are extremely detailed oriented when it comes to building. Both men make some of the finest instruments on earth. It's extremely hard to get in touch with both men as well. I consider myself lucky just to visit both shops… within weeks, no less. My time off has been eventful.